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My grand-ma and your grand-ma were
Sit-tin' by the fire. - My grand-ma told Your grand-ma: "I'm gon-na set your flag on fire."-- Talk-in' 'bout, Hey now ! Hey now ! I-KO, I-KO, un-day Jock-a-mo fee-no ai na-n챕. - Jock-a-mo fee na-n챕.- Look at my king all dressed in red.- I-KO, I-KO, un-day. I bet-cha five dol-lars he'll kill you dead.-- Jock-a-mo fee na-n챕 Talk-in' 'bout, Hey now ! Hey now ! I-KO, I-KO, un-day Jock-a-mo fee-no ai na-n챕. - Jock-a-mo fee na-n챕.- My flag boy and your flag boy were Sit-tin' by the fire. - My flag boy told Your flag boy: "I'm gon-na set your flag on fire." Talk-in' 'bout, Hey now ! Hey now ! I-KO, I-KO, un-day Jock-a-mo fee-no ai na-n챕. - Jock-a-mo fee na-n챕.- See that guy all dressed in green ? - I-KO, I-KO, un-day. He's not a man; He's a lov-in' ma-chine.-- Jock-a mo fee na-n챕.-- Talk-in' 'bout, Hey now ! Hey now ! I-KO, I-KO, un-day Jock-a-mo fee-no ai na-n챕. - Jock-a-mo fee na-n챕.- |
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| 2. |
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I been in the right place but it must have been the wrong time
I'd have said the right thing but I must have used the wrong line I been in the right trip but I must have used the wrong car My head was in a bad place and I'm wondering what it's good for I been the right place but it must have been the wrong time My head was in a bad place but I'm having such a good time I been running trying to get hung up in my mind Got to give myself a good talking-to this time Just need a little brain salad surgery Got to cure this insecurity I been in the wrong place but it must have been the right time I been in the right place but it must have been the wrong song I been in the right vein but it seems like the wrong arm I been in the right world but it seems wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong Slipping dodging sneaking creeping hiding out down the street See me life shaking with every ho' I meet Refried confusion is making itself clear Wonder which way do I go to get on out of here I been in the right place but it must have been the wrong time I'd have said the right thing but I must have used the wrong line I'd have took the right road but I must have took a wrong turn Would've made the right move but I made it at the wrong time I been on the right road but I must have used the wrong car My head was in a good place and I wonder what it's bad for |
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| 2:58 |
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Such a Night
It's such a night Sweet confusion under the moonlight. Such a night Such a night To steal away, the time is right. Your eyes met mine At a glance You let me know This was my chance. You came here with my best friend Jim And here I am Trying to steal you away from him.. Oh, but If I don't do it somebody else will If I don't do it, you know somebody else will And it's such a night Such a night Sweet confusion under the moonlight It's such a night Such a night To steal away, the time is right. I couldn't believe my ears And my heart just skipped a beat When you told me to take you walking down the street. You came here with my best friend Jim And here I am Stealing you away from him. Oh, it's such a night |
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| 3:44 |
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Wash woman,
I know you're tired Of taking in clothes A dollar three-eighty a day Know your back is hurtin' And that's for certain Been bendin' over half of the day. You're beatin' clothes on a washtub Scrub 'em in an iron tub. Long as we keep on singin' this song I know you won't mind workin' All night long I know you rub-a-dubba-dubba, Mama, bust them suds (Scrub, Mama scrub) Again you rub-a-dubba-dubba, Mama, bust them suds (Scrub, Mama scrub) 'kay now, mama You gonna never play For the livin' in '44 Ain't gonna come a rainy day. Keep on working Keep those shirts and drawers A-jerking As long as we keep on rolling on You won't mind doing it all night long You got to rub-a-dubba-dubba, Mama, bust them suds (Scrub, Mama scrub) Hey now, you gotta rub-a-dubba-dubba, Mama, bust them suds Scrub, Mama scrub If you stop playin' them numbers, I tell you up front You may be able to save the whole family At the rate the things you're doin' is goin' We may all be out on the street come morning) I tell you, Mama Your dreams won't help at all You might lose your mind in alcohol And that ain't gonna get it a't'all. Listen at me, Mama Please hear my song Long as you keep bustin' suds I tell you gonna get it on and on Hey now can you rub-a-dubba-dubba, Mama, bust them suds (Scrub, Mama scrub) Hey now won't you rub-a-dubba-dubba, Mama, bust them suds (Scrub, Mama scrub) Hey now you got a rub it And then you dub it down Can you dig it? After you rub it a while You dub it in the tub down there With that soapy water All over them dirty clothes. You're gonna need Tide for the action You see them come out of the washing machine |
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| 4:09 |
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Another bride, another groom
Another sunny honeymoon Another season, another reason For makin' whoopee A lot of shoes, a lot of rice The groom is nervous, he answers twice It's really killin' that he's so willin' For makin' whoopee Picture a little love nest Down where the roses cling Picture that same sweet love nest Think what a year can bring He's washin' dishes and baby clothes He's so ambitious he even sews But don't forget folks that's what you get folks For makin' whoopee Another year or maybe less What's this I hear' Well, can't you guess' She feels neglected and he's suspected Of makin' whoopee She sits alone, most every night He doesn't phone, he doesn't write He says he's busy but she says, 'Is he' He's makin' whoopee He doesn't make much money Only five thousand per Some judge who thinks he's funny Says, 'You'll pay six to her' He says, 'Judge, suppose I fail' Judge say, 'Budge, right into jail You'd better keep her', yeah, I think it's cheaper Than makin' whoopee Than makin' whoopee Than makin', makin', makin' |
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| 3:56 |
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People talkin' but they just don't know,
What's in my heart, and why I love you so. I love you baby like a miner loves gold. Come on sugar, let the good times roll. hey! So many people live in make believe, They keep a lot a going up their sleeves. But my love baby is no kind that folds. Come on baby, let the good times roll. Baby, come on and let daddy fill your soul. Baby, let the good times roll. Hey! A love is nice if it's understood It's even nicer when you're feelin' good You got me flippin' like flag on a pole Come on sugar, let the good times roll Hey! Yeah! Let the good times roll! Feel me baby! Come on, good times roll! Come on and let me fill your soul, Hey, let the good times roll |
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| 4:05 |
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In a sentimental mood
I can see the sun come through my room And your lovin' attitude Is like a flame that comes and lights the gloom On the wings of every kiss Drifts a melody so strange and sweet And the sentimental bliss is like a dream My paradise complete Rose petals seem to fall It's all like a dream to call you mine My heart's a lighter thing Since you made this night a thing divine In a sentimental mood I'm within a world, so heavenly And I never dreamt that you'd be lovin' me My paradise complete Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Another sentimental, sentimental mood Another sentimental, a sentimental mood Rose petals seem to fall All like a dream to call you mine My heart's a lighter thing Since you made this night a thing divine On the wings of every kiss Drifts a melody so strange and sweet In the sentimental bliss you make my dreams My paradise complete It's like a dream, my paradise complete It's like a dream, my paradise complete You make my dreams, my paradise complete |
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| 2:49 |
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I really wanna do you up so bad
Mos' Scocious Down, get down, inside your love Mos' Scocious Baby come on out your satchel Mos' Scocious Do the thing so natural Mos' Scocious Don't you tell what you D-I-D Can't show me how it T-I is Take care of your B-I-Z Sell out no L-O-V-E Bodacious, hellacious Y-O-U Mos' Scocious Why catch up for you know who? Mos' Scocious and soulful baby I've got beaucoup love for you Crazy over you Mos' Scocious Crazy over you Stimulation to my body (Whatcha doin to me, Whatcha doin' to me) Is a heavenly feelin' to my soul (Whatcha doin to me, Whatcha doin' to me) To learn in my heart, I've got your lovin', I've got your love (Whatcha doin to me, Whatcha doin' to me) It is soulful as it is bold Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Haven't I ever felt nobody like you? Mos' Scocious Mos' Scocious Let me fill your ship with love Mos' Scocious Let me fill your life with happiness Mos' Scocious Let me fill your heart with love, huh Mos' Scocious Mos' Scocious Yes, soulful baby Mos' Scocious Crazy over you |
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| 2:12 |
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Tipitina tra la la la
Whoa la la la-ah tra la la Tipitina, oola malla walla dalla (little mama wants a dollar) Tra ma tra la la Hey Loberta, oh poor Loberta Girl you hear me callin' you Well you're three times seven, baby Knows what you want to do Say Loberta, oh poor Loberta Girl, you tell me where you been When you come home this mornin', honey You had your belly full o' gin I'll say hurry, hurry, come on Loberta Girl, you have company waiting for you at home Why don't you hurry little Loberta girl, hurry Don't leave that boy alone Tipitina tra la la la Whoa la la la-ah tra la la la Tipitina, hoola malla walla dalla Tra ma ti na na Come on baby, we're going ballin' We're gonna have ourselves a good time We gonna hoola tralla walla malla dalla Drink some mellow wine |
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| 4:54 |
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| 5:19 |
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When the only sound on the empty street
Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet That belong to a lonesome cop I open shop When the moon so long has been gazing down On the wayward ways of a wayward town That a smile becomes a smirk I go to work Love for sale Appetizing young love for sale Love that's fresh and still unspoiled Love that's only slightly soiled Love for sale Who will buy? Who would like to sample my supply? Who's prepared to pay the price for a trip to paradise? Love for sale Let the poets pipe of love in their childish way I know every type of love better far than they If you want the thrill of love, I've been through the mill of love Old love, new love Every kind but true love For sale Appetizing young love for sale If you want to buy my wares Follow me and climb the stairs Love for sale Love for sale |
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